Chapter 476
Unlike Kiu Chi Gong, Choh Hang Sang was comfortable and even respected his teenage master greatly.
It was different from their discursive session of forging back at the Straw Hut. Being Chui Yim's disciple now, Choh Hang Sang felt that all he knew about the other was just the tip of the iceberg.
Despite his young age, he was an expert veteran in forging; Chui Yim could solve anything that puzzled Choh Hang Sang fully with just a casual sentence or two! His proficiency had Choh Hang Sang admiring him greatly.
Chui Yim had already taught everything that he needed to. He only needed to guide Choh Hang Sang simply at this point and the latter could go from there.
After all, a master can only teach his knowledge, but the final outcome is dependent on the student.
Not only Chui Yim, even Choh Hang Sang would not teach his disciples step-by-step; he spent most of his time on his research and had no time for that anyway.
It was on Choh Hang Sang for how far he could go or if his breakthrough turned out successful.
It was nighttime soon, and after Choh Hang Sang took his leave, unhappiness filled the residence.
Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee stared at the dinner served to them in despair. There were no delicious dishes, only scary-looking dishes that seemed unsuitable for consumption.
They had no idea if the fish was cooked, and its white eyeballs were eerie to look at, not to mention the deep random cuts on the fish that displayed the unhappiness of the chef.
The plate of vegetables with worms crawling around was even worse.
Bang! Another dish was served, or rather, thrown harshly down onto the table.
It was just a plate of raw meat!
Chui Yim's eyebrows creased together like he was facing the terrifying dragon in the painting. He then turned to Kam Chin Kee with a meaningful look.
Kam Chin Kee raised an eyebrow and shook his head in response.
“You talk to her.”
“No, you.”
They did not mention what they were going to talk to Ming Sum about, but they both understood each other.
“How dare this Chui Yim kidnap my precious princess from me...?” Lam Chun said, but helplessness filled his voice.
Eunuch Lau standing outside was shaking in fear.
It had been two hours, and Lam Ming Sum was still kneeling outside the hall.
“Kan Hang, what's your take?”
Kan Hang was in a daze.
He heard this phrase from a young age as he grew up with Lam Chun, who would always ask for his opinion. Kan Hang never thought he would hear this phrase in his life ever again. After a short pause, he replied.
“I saw a huge similarity between her Highness and... her.”
He did not need to explain for Lam Chun to understand him. Sit Ting was a determined woman who got together with Lam Chun despite being aware of his special status just because she truly liked him. Even though she was pregnant with his kid, she disappeared into thin air after Lam Chun married the most beautiful woman, Lee Fei Yin.
No matter how tough it was, she raised Lam Ming Sum herself. She would rather give up on him if she could not be his only one.
Her daughter who knelt outside the hall for two hours was just as determined as her.
“Whatever.” Lam Chun sighed. “She might be an assistant, but she would still be a member of Cloud Palace. What can the world say?”
He was right; even as an assistant, it was a way to enter Cloud Palace.
Every Cloud Palace disciple was given the chance to take an assistant with them, but it was not mandatory. In this generation, only the first and second teachers had assistants.
As for the others, there was no special reason, they just deemed an assistant unnecessary.
It was up to them, and Kam Chin Kee and Chui Yim wouldn't have gotten an assistant to take care of them either if not for how Lam Ming Sum was like a younger sister to them.
The next day, the sun shone brightly onto the earth.
The sun rays reflected brightly on the lake, and there were ripples at times that made it reflect like it was filled with happiness. Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee spent some time nearby silently.
It had been a year, and they would definitely have feelings for the residence.
But being who they were, they only allowed themselves to be sentimental for a short while before taking their leave.